the bitter apostate blues part 2

Bitter apostate tea part 2

Here is a sad old story you've heard

many

many a time

in your travels I'm sure.

The story of

the person who became arrogant with learning

so arrogant

that he turned his back on the gospel

of the true restored church.

Oh pity our fallen man

who has become

deluded

by the illusion,

the attraction,

of education.

Oh yeah,

here is our sad person

who has turned his back on the truth

and fallen

from grace.

He's singing the blues.

He's singin' the blues; that's all he's got left,

That's all he's got left,

the sad and lonely old blues of the bitter apostate.

The bitter apostate.

The bitter apostate

lives in his lonely world of isolation

which he has made for himself

and no one else is to blame.

Oh listen to him sing the blues,

sing the blues,

the bitter apostate blues,

the bitter apostate blues.

Lord, have mercy on your wicked son.

Charles Ashurst

2012 9 22

all charlie tabernacle choir extraordinary rendition of:

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Richard Lynn Livesay Sep 22, 2012, 5:01pm UTC

sounds like a song, thanks for sharing with Surreal Circus

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libramoon .. Sep 22, 2012, 5:03pm UTC

pity the poor apostate
so wrapped in binds of faith
that believing he has gone beyond
leaves him double bound

Charles Ashurst Sep 24, 2012, 10:06am UTC

What I did, I gathered up the bonds of faith, its golden plates so to speak, and gave them the old heave ho. So that all that is left is a bit of faith, a much lighter load.

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Hyper Intellect Sep 22, 2012, 5:13pm UTC

I am old enough to have the blues sometimes, so I enjoyed the whole song. I like it even more because it came from you.

Charles Ashurst Sep 24, 2012, 10:02am UTC

Which means more to me because it came from you.

Old enough to have had the blues.

You know. For me, and also I think for my 14 year old son, adoloecence was just about the time of peak blues. God, how I greive to see it. Innocence falls away. Acne sets in. And social awkwardness. And an entire career of drudgery ahead.

I keep telling him. Son, pick up that electric guitar and learn to play it. It's the only way out.

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René Allen Sep 23, 2012, 3:02am UTC

Charles ~ This surely rings true.

Thank you for sharing this with us in SPIRITUALITY.

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Daniel C. Sep 23, 2012, 3:17am UTC

You don't know me,
and I don't know you,
so tell me more,
about Gospel truth.

I sing the blues,
For myself and not for you,
because all I hear,
is that you have found,
someone with a bitter heart,
that doesn't bear a name,
only the bitter ground,
of Earth you walked.

You speak of Grace,
but only that,
you call your own,
of the lost,
you still condemn,
and bear the Cross,
did you think,
he had Lost.

Trespasses?
Please forgive mine.
Do not tell me more
Bitterness.
My heart aches enough,
without Bearing More.

Don't take offense,
Where None is Even,
Intended.

Good or Bad,
It all is naught,
In the End.
Ashes and Sackcloth,
Sitting by a Tree,
Speaking to
The Earth and Sky,
And Keeping Memories.

Charles Ashurst Sep 24, 2012, 9:52am UTC

Aren't we a pair
we men of ashes?

Daniel C. Sep 25, 2012, 8:32am UTC

All from the dust,
And returned one Day.

Amazing Grace,
From the Living God,
Who can make the Sun,
Stand Still,
At Midday,
And hold Precious,
Every One.

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